“Welcome back, Mixed Wrestling fans!” The disembodied announcer screamed at the arena audience. “Today, we have a highly anticipated rematch! Back in the red corner: Tengen’s Angels! And back in the blue corner: The New Slayers!” The crowd cheered as the fighters were introduced. Hinatsuru, Makio, and Tsuma waved and blew kisses as usual, their attire consisting of the revealing dresses and fishnet stockings they wore for their last match.
The boys, however, seemed completely different. They all wore black speedos and matching boots, and they did not acknowledge the crowd at all. Instead, they were shooting daggers at their opponents across the ring, biding their time by stretching in various ways.
“Hey, boys~!” Hinatsuru waved at the scowling slayers with no concern for their angry expressions. “You’re not still mad at us for beating you, are you~?” she asked with a pouty expression.
“We can accept losing, Ms. Hinatsuru!” Tanjiro responded sternly while rolling his shoulders. “What we cannot accept is you three humiliating us like that!”
“Oh c’mon!” Suma sighed dramatically while bending over with her hands on her knees. “Three beautiful women had their way with you fellas! Most men would pray to be in your shoes!”
“Well, we’re not most men!” Zenitsu growled while sitting on the canvas to stretch his legs out. “We’re warriors! And we won’t let you wound our prides without consequences!”
Makio giggled as she leaned against the ropes. “Warriors? Pride? I swear, you boys are adorable!”
“We’ll see who’s adorable when we rip you apart, bitch!” Inosuke growled, stopping his stretching to rush towards the other corner only to be stopped by Tanjiro and Zenitsu.
“See what I mean?” Makio said with a roll of her eyes. “Adorable!” The kunoichi laughed in their corner before they each blew a kiss towards the boys, infuriating them some more.
“Alright, enough chitchat!” The announcer interrupted. “You all know the rules, so choose a member of your team to start the fight!”
“I’ve got this, guys” Tanjiro volunteered, the other boys obliging by exiting the ring.
“I guess I’ll take him on, girls” Hinatsuru sighed with a flip of her ponytail, her fellow wives abiding by her decision by leaving the ring. The two fighters approached each other to shake hands, Hinatsuru giving Tanjiro another wink in the process. “No hard feelings this time, right Tanjiro~?”
“Agreed” Tanjiro curtly responded with a bow, making Hinatsuru giggle again, which infuriated him again.
“Fighters! Aare you ready!?” The announcer asked as Tanjiro and Hinatsuru backed away from each other and took fighting stances.
“Kick his butt again, Hina!” Suma cheered.
“But not too hard, ‘kay~!?” Makio teased.
“You’ve got this, Tanjiro!” Zenitsu encouraged.
“Yeah, give her hell!” Inosuke encouraged as well.
“BEGIN!” The bell rang, and the two wrestlers immediately locked up, pushing against each other’s hands. They were locked in their stalemate until Hinatsuru kicked Tanjiro in the gut.
“OOOFFFF!!!” Tanjiro huffed and backed up a little bit, making the ninja woman grin deviously.
SMACK!
“OOOOOHHHH~!!!!” It did not last long, however, as Tanjiro kicked back, the toe of his boot bashing against her barely covered pussy. This caused Hinatsuru to keel over and hold her crotch, which then allowed Tanjiro to wrap his arms around her neck and fall backwards with her.
THUD!
“DDOOOHHH!!!” Hinatsuru’s head was slammed into the canvas in a DDT, leaving her dazed and in pain as she moaned into the floor. “Uuuhhh….OOOFF!!!” She was brought back to her senses by an elbow drop to her spine, making her jerk back up and fold around Tanjiro’s elbow.
“Oh, shit!” Makio muttered under her breath as she watched her teammate get beaten.
“Don’t give up, Hinatsuru!” Suma encouraged.
“Nice one, Tanjiro!” Inosuke encouraged himself while pumping a fist into the air.
“Keep it up!” Zenitsu cheered as well.
After letting his opponent rub her back in pain for a bit, he yanked her up to her feet by the arm and turned her around. “H…hey!” She protested. “What do you think you’re….OOOFFF!!” Hinatsuru was cut off by Tanjiro wrapping his arms around her waist to squeeze her in a Bearhug. He lifted the woman into the air as he squeezed, crushing her midsection and pressing their chests against each other.
“GAHHH!!!” Hinatsuru gasped towards the ceiling as she pushed and pounded against Tanjiro’s arms, desperately trying to catch her breath or at least relive the pain. “Let….me……go!” Hinatsuru let out a strained yell as she slapped Tanjiro’s ears with her hands.
SMACK!
“OOWW!!” Tanjiro winced in pain but stood his ground, glaring at his captive in anger. “Not without a fight!” He shot back through gritted teeth before leaning his head back and rocking it forward in a headbutt.
THWACK!
“AAAAHHHH~!!” Tanjiro’s hard head bashed against Hinatsuru’s nose, knocking her head back and making her go limp. “Uuuhhh….” The ninja woman stared at the ceiling absentmindedly as blood started to trickle from her nose. She barely gave a reaction to Tanjiro’s continued squeezing beyond a few small grunts. Eventually, the boy grew tired of hugging his victim, and instead he lifted her above his head.
“Oh, no!” Suma gasped as she realized what he was about to do to her teammate.
“Dammit Hina, fight back!” Makio yelled as she gripped the ropes tightly with worry. Hinatsuru was too disoriented, however. All she could do was stare down at Tanjiro as he propped her in the air with a hand on her throat and thigh.
“Wha…what are you….?” BOOM! “GGGGAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” Tanjiro finally threw her to the ground in a Gorilla Press, slamming her so hard that the entire front side of her body flared in pain, especially her breasts and her midsection.
“Oooooohhhhh…..” Hinatsuru wailed as she rolled over to her back, caressing her breasts with one arm and her belly with another. Tanjiro put a stop to the former by kicking her arm away from her chest.
“What now….?” The woman grumbled as she turned her head just in time to see her opponent falling towards her in another elbow drop.
THUD!
“DDDDOOOOHHHH!!!” Hinatsuru heaved as Tanjiro landed, making a face unbefitting of her beauty. His elbow crushed her cleavage some more, overwhelming her bust with pain. When the Sun Breath user got up, the woman was left twitching on the canvas, a puddle of drool starting to form from her lips.
“We’re not done yet, Ms. Hina….” Tanjiro warned with determination as he dragged the ninja up by her hair, her limbs completely limp.
“Uuuuhhhh….” Hinatsuru moaned in response to his statement, but she was then broken from her stupor by a knee to her gut.
THUD!
“OOOFFF!!” Her cheeks puffed up from the air she was forced to expel, and she leaned herself against Tanjiro’s body to prop herself up. The swordsman gladly took advantage of this by grabbing Hinatsuru’s shoulders and firing a few more knees into her midsection.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
“OOOFFF!!! GAAAHHH!!! DOOOHH!!!” When Tanjiro stopped his assault, he pushed the limp kunoichi off him only to grab her wrist and drag her towards him in a Clothesline.
“ACCCKKK!!!” Hinatsuru gagged as her throat was crushed by Tanjiro’s beefy arm, knocking her to the canvas with a resounding THUD! “Uuuhhh….” Hinatsuru didn’t lay there for long, as Tanjiro lifted her up once again by the hair. By this point, Hina was too groggy to put up a fight, barely being held up by a hand on her shoulder and drooling like a confused baby. Realizing this, Tanjiro, grabbed her wrist and Irish Whipped across the ring towards her corner.
“WOOAAAHHHH!!!” THUD! “OOOFFFF!!!” Hinatsuru was forced to run across the ring and slam against the corner post where her team was, her breasts getting violently smashed against the pole. Luckily, Suma quickly tapped her on the arm to tag herself in.
“Don’t worry, Hina!” Suma reassured her punch-drunken friend as she climbed through the ropes. “I’ve got this!”
“Uuhhh…” Hinatsuru couldn’t even give a straight response as Makio helped her exit the ring. As she entered, Suma glared at Tanjiro with a pouty face, fists resting on her hips.
“How rude of you, Tanjiro!” she growled. “Hurting poor Hinatsuru like that!” The boy assumed a fighting stance in response to her scolding, preparing for her attack.
“If you wish to avenge her, then come at me!” He stated matter-of-factly. Suma did just that, as she charged across to launch a Spinning Kick to his head.
“KIYAH!” The young slayer blocked it with his forearm, but he was unable to grab the leg before Suma pulled it away. She then unleashed a flurry of sidekicks to his torso and face, most of which were blocked.
“HIYAH! KIYAH! HIYAH!”
THUD!
“MMMPPPHHH!!!” Tanjiro wailed as one kick slipped past his defenses and landed flush on his face, knocking him backwards.
“Go get him, Suma!” Makio encouraged while holding a groggy Hinatsuru up with an arm around her shoulders.
“Y…yeah…” Hinatsuru meekly joined in, while rubbing her temple. “Go…get him….”
“AACCKK!!” The kick had backed Tanjiro into a corner, allowing Suma to lash out with another kick toward his neck, this time leaving her foot there so that she could press it against his throat. The Water-Breath user was gagging and grabbing at Suma’s stocking covered leg, the girl grinning at him deviously as she held herself up by the ropes.
“Tanjiro, get out of there!” Zenitsu encouraged while holding back and angry Inosuke.
“Don’t make me get int there myself!” He demanded of his teammate.
“How sweet~” Suma giggled as she listened to the other boys yell from the corner. “They really care about you, don’t they TanjiroOOOOOOOHHHH!!!!” Suma was yelling because her captive had punched her in her exposed crotch, pounding her right on her barely covered pussy lips. This caused her to remove her foot from Tanjiro’s neck and turn around; hobbling forward while caressing her crotch.
“Oh, shit!” Hinatsuru whispered, finally coming back to her senses as she witnessed Suma hobbling around and Tanjiro recollecting himself in a coughing fit.
“Behind you, idiot!” Makio screamed while clutching the ropes in anger. Unfortunately, Suma was too preoccupied by the pain to stop Tanjiro from wrapping and arm around her throat from behind, locking her in a Sleeper Hold.
“AAAACCKKK!!!” Suma gagged as Tanjiro choked her out, reaching behind her to grab and push his face away. Tanjiro merely increased the pressure of his hold, making her eyes and tongue pop out of her skull. “AAAACCCCCKKKK!!!!”
“Tanjiro!” Zenitsu called to get his partner’s attention. “Tag me in!” Tanjrio obliged, dragging the flailing Suma over to their corner so that the blonde could tap his arm and climb on top of the post, grabbing Suma’s head in the process.
“Good luck!” Tanjiro advised as he released the woman and slipped out of the ring. At the same time, Zenitsu jumped into the ring while dragging Suma down with him, slamming her to the canvas in a Facebuster.
BOOM!
“MMMMMMMMMPPPPPHHH!!!!” Suma wailed upon contact, following it up by rolling on the floor while holding her face. During her flailing, Zenitsu stood up and stopped her with his foot, holding her in place so that he could pick her up from behind.
“H…hey!” Suma protested as Zenitsu picked her up, pounding at the arms wrapped around her waist. “Get…your hands…off of mEEEEEEEE!!!!” THUD! “GAAHHH!!!” Suma was then lifted over Zenitsu’s head in a German Supplex, her head and shoulders slamming into the canvas roughly. Zenitsu removed himself from his bridging position to leave Suma laying on the canvas with her legs over her head and her ass in the air.
“Uuuuhhhh….” While in this position, Suma’s dress came down a bit, exposing her skimpy loincloth that barely covered her privates. Zenitsu approached her to continue the fight, but he stopped to hover over her pussy for a few seconds, a prominent blush growing on his face.
“Uuuhhh….” The blonde moaned stupidly just as Suma came to her senses, snapping her stocking-covered thighs around his neck. “AACCCKKK!!!”
“Gotcha!” Suma beamed as she tried to drag Zenitsu to the ground in a Headscissor.
“C’mon, dude!” Inosuke sighed in exasperation while Tanjiro held his head in his hands.
“Nice job, Suma!” Hinatsuru cheered as Makio pumped her fists in excitement.
“Once a perv, always a perv, I-woah!” Suma’s taunting was cut off by Zenitsu grabbing her by the hips and lifting her into the air. She was now sitting on his shoulders several feet above the canvas.
“D…don’t…. underestimate me!” Zenitsu managed to choke out as the kunoichi squeezed his neck and pounded his face in desperation.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
“Let! Me! GOOOOOOOOHHHHH..!!!” BOOM! “GGAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!” Suma was stopped by Zenistsu slamming her to the ground in a Powerbomb, making her back explode in pain. The woman in question screamed and arched her back momentarily before falling to the floor in pain.
“Yes!” Tanjiro and Inosuke cheered while slapping each other on the back.
“Dammit…” Makio growled through clenched teeth as Hinatsuru placed a hand over her lips in a worrying expression. The girls could only watch with worry as Zenistu dragged the groggy Suma to the ring center by her leg, making her grumble in protest.
“Uuuuhhhh….hey….” She mumbled when the boy stopped. “What are you….woah!” Suma gasped as Zenitsu flipped her over and grabbed her other leg, realizing what he was doing. “No, no, noOOOOOOWWWWW!!!”
Suma wailed as Zenitsu dropped his ass onto her bruised back and pulled on her legs in a Boston Crab. “I owe you for this one!” He commented as he leaned back in the hold, her covered feet nearly touching her ears as Zenitsu held her legs in place under his arms.
“NNNOOOOOO!!!!” Suma pounded the canvas in frustration as her back was contorted. Zenitsu meanwhile was spreading her legs apart, giving her teammates a good view of her loincloth getting swallowed up by her pussy lips.
Eventually, Zenitsu gave Suma some relief when he released her legs and stood up. The ninja woman moaned and rubbed her back as she tried to push herself up. “Ugh…you’re such a j-” THUD! “DOOOOHHHH!!!!” Suma was cut off by Zenitsu dropping an elbow across her back, making her freeze in pain before her head fell back to the canvas.
“…..Jerk…” Suma moaned as she laid on the ground, her eyelids growing tired and heavy from the beating she was receiving. Zenitsu ignored her insult as he continued to lay on her back. He then moved to wrap one arm around her neck and the other around her legs, wrenching them both backwards to fold her up like a pretzel.
“AAAACCKKK!!” Suma gagged as her neck was squeezed by Zenitsu’s burly arm. She tried to pull it away from her throat, but he would jerk back on the hold with every attempt she made. Her back pain was also flaring up again as well, sapping her of her strength. With her feet nearly touching the top of her head, the wife was too twisted up to fight back, going limp in Zenitsu’s clutches as she gazed towards the ceiling. “Uuuhhh….”
“Don’t pass out just yet!” Zenitsu taunted before releasing his captive, letting her face fall to the canvas as she coughed up a storm. As she laid there, Zenitsu got up to turn her over, continuing to stand over her so that he could lift her legs in the air and lowering his butt to sit on Suma’s chest.
“Uuuuhhhh….” The disoriented ninja put up no fight as her legs were locked under Zenitu’s arms and her ass rose into the air, the result of the Thunder-Breath user locking her in a Matchbook pin. Her short dress slipped down once again, giving the crowd a better view of her shapely ass and the white string of her loincloth that covered it. Realizing how exposed she was in her groggy state, Suma let out a low groan in protest.
“You’re….such a…..perv!” She grunted under his weight as the blonde furrowed his brow.
“And you aren’t!?” He huffed in response before reaching forward to move her underwear aside, exposing her plump pussy.
“Wha…..what are you doing!?” Suma gasped as she struggled underneath her opponent.
“I’ll show you a pervert….” Zenitsu grumbled before shoving his face against Suma’s crotch, making her jump back to life.
“AAAAAAHHHHHH~!!!!” She shouted in a mix between arousal and embarrassment, trying even harder to push Zenitsu off of her.
SMACK! SLURP! SMACK!
It was to no avail. Zenitsu had her folded up nice and good, letting him kiss and lick her pussy with no abandon, shaking his head vigorously from side to side as he did so.
“I can’t watch…” Hinatsuru sighed as she covered her eyes in shame, Makio too busy fuming with rage to look away.
“Oh, God~!!” Suma moaned as she once again went limp, giving up on fighting back. “Please don’t~!” Zenitsu ignored her and continued to lick, sticking his tongue down her hole and flicking it back out multiple times in quick succession. Eventually, Suma seized up, signaling an orgasm coming on.
“I’m….cumming! Oh god! I’m CUMMMMMMIINGGGG~!!!!!!!” Suma wailed as she erupted like a geyser, dousing Zenitsu’s face in her fluids even as he leaned away from her lower half. “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh~…..!!!” Suma sighed when it ended, eyes glazing over and her tongue hanging out as she gazed outside the ring.
SMACK!
“Oh~!!” She squealed as Zenitsu smacked her ass before letting it fall to the floor. She would have continued to lay on the ground in a daze unless the blonde boy picked her lifeless body up, her loincloth still hanging around her ankles.
“Uuuuhhhh….” Her head lolled around as Zenitsu kept her up with a hand on her shoulder, but he put a stop to that when he turned her around and grabbed her around the waist, all so he could lift her over her head and throw her across the ring.
“WWWOOOOAAAHHHH!!!” THUD! “Uuuhhh….” Suma landed on the back of her shoulders before flipping over from the momentum, leaving her facedown and spread eagled with her feet facing her team’s corner. This allowed Makio to slip an arm through the ropes to tap Suma’s foot and drag her closer towards the corner post.
“It’s okay, Suma…” Makio reassured her in an uncharacteristically soft tone before glaring at Zenitsu in the ring. “I’ll take it from here…..” Makio growled as she entered the ring, Hinatsuru helping the barely conscious Suma out of the ring in the process.
“So, you like molesting my girls, you little punk!?” she asked rhetorically as she cracked her knuckles.
“Why do you guys keep acting like you didn’t do that to us!?” Zenitsu rolled his eyes as he began to circle the woman, who also mimicked his movements.
“Like I give a shit!” She snapped back as she rushed Zenitsu. “I’m gonna kick your ass!”
“Keep it up, Zenitsu!” the other guys cheered on as Zenitsu prepared to block Makio’s attack. She seemingly spun around in a Backspin kick, but she was just faking him out, spinning around to elbow the boy on the side of his head.
SMACK!
“GAAAHHH!!!” Zenitsu reeled from the blow, holding his head while Makio continued to pound him with her fists.
“HIYAH! KIYAH! HIYAH!”
THUD! THUD! THWACK!
“OOOFFF!! DOOHH!! GAAHH!!” Zenitsu’s head was bounced from side to side by Makio’s punches, leaving him hanging on the ropes and leaking blood from his cut lips.
“Nice going, Makio!” Hinatsuru cheered as she held the still disoriented up by her shoulders.
“Dammit, Zenitsu! Get out of there already!” Inosuke growled as he tried to vault over the ropes, Tanjiro holding him back in exasperation. Eventually, Zenitsu was able to duck under one of Makio’s blows, much to her surprise.
“What the, OOFF!!” The black and blonde ninja heaved as Zenitsu drove his shoulder into her midsection and lifted her up in the process. “Bastard!” Makio growled as she pounded on Zenitsu’s back, the boy holding her over his shoulder with his hands on her rear. “Put me doOOOOOWWWWWWNNNN!!!”
THUD!
Zenitsu rushed towards his corner to throw Makio off his shoulder and onto the canvas, knocking the wind out of her. While there, he reached his hand out to tag Inosuke in, the boar boy slapping his hand in response.
“About time!” Inosuke complained as he climbed the corner post.
“Yeah, yeah….” Zenitsu grumbled with a roll of his eyes as he left the ring. During this exchange, Makio was lying on her back, disoriented and trying to push herself back up.
“Uhhhh….” She groaned while rubbing the back of her head, turning to see her fellow wives screaming at her from their corner.
“Move Makio!” Suma yelled in desperation, finally recovered from her battle.
“Look out, dammit!” Hinatsuru yelled as well. Too late did Makio realize what they were saying, as Inosuke jumped from his perch to land across her in a Body Splash.
THUD!
“DDDDOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!” Makio heaved as he landed, making her body fold around his own before falling back to the canvas and groaning from the blow to her midsection. “Uuuhhh…”
Inosuke immediately got up and dragged the kunoichi up by the hair, Makio too busy holding her stomach to fight back. “Ready for some more?” Inosuke asked rhetorically with a grin.
“Uuuuuuggghhh….” Makio groaned while shooting daggers at her opponent.
“I guess that’s a yes!” Inosuke responded before headbutting her on the nose.
THWACK!
“GAAAHHH!!!” Makio reeled backwards while holding her nose in pain, allowing Inosuke to grab her wrist and Irish whip her into the corner next to his own. “WOAH!!” THUD! “GAAHH!!” She managed to turn around at the last minute and crash back first against the post, arching it as she screamed towards the ceiling. That stopped when Inosuke rushed forward to drive his shoulder into her gut.
“OOOOOOOOOFFFFF!!!!” Makio gasped when he made contact, her eyes going wide as her cheeks puffed up with air. Inosuke followed it up with more shoulder blows to her gut, grabbing onto the ropes for leverage.
“OOFF!!! DOOHH!! OOHHH!!!” Inosuke had her trapped in the corner while both teams cheered for their respective teammates. Eventually, Makio found the strength to raise her hands and interlock them, bringing them down on the back of his neck in a hammer fist.
BAM!
“GGGAAAHHH!!” Inosuke shouts as she makes contact, bringing him to his knees and allowing the kunoichi to drag him up by the hair.
“Yes!” Hinatsuru cheered with Suma as their teammate turned the tide against Inosuke.
“Oh no!” Tanjiro gasped along with Zenitsu as their friend began to lose ground.
“Remember your place, piggy!” Makio snarled with a wicked grin before kneeing Inosuke on the mouth.
THWACK!
“MMMMPPPPHHH!!!” The boy reeled backwards to hold his lips, but Makio stopped this by pulling him into another knee to his cheek. “DOOOHHH!!!” Just when she was about to strike him a third time, Inosuke shot his interlocked hands up into her crotch, smashing them against her pussy.
SMACK!
“AAAAHHHHH~!!!!” Makio froze in her tracks, mouth hanging agape as she released the young slayer to caress her pussy. She remained hunched over with her hands between her legs when Inosuke got up to grab her by the hair. “AAHHH!!!” Makio hissed as Inosuke turned her around to face the corner she was just in.
“Now I’m mad!” Inosuke growled while licking the blood from his busted lips. Makio paid his aggravation no mind, grabbing at his arm to try and make him release her.
“Shit!” she gasped. “Let me…” THUD! “MMMMFFFF!!!” The ninja woman was cut off by Inosuke bashing her face against the corner post, leaving her cross-eyed and staring up at the ceiling. “Uuuuhhh….”
The boy team rejoiced as Inosuke continued to bash her face against the post, while the girl team sighed in frustration at Makio’s disadvantaged position.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
“MMMFFF!!! MMMFFF!! MMMMMMMMM!!!!” Makio gradually went limp as her face was smashed repeatedly, her arms hanging at her side and her knees buckling. When he finished, Inosuke held Makio up by the hair, her face covered in bright red bruises and her eyes wandering aimlessly.
“Had enough?” Inosuke asked with a devilish grin, getting nothing but a drooly moan in response.
“Uuuuuhhhh…..”
“Then let’s keep going!” He responded as he turned around to reach backwards and grab Makio by the chin. He then picked her up by the chin and lifted her onto his back, leaning forward to ease her onto it.
“AACCCKKK!!!” Makio gagged as he executed the move, laying across his back on full display for all to see. She tried to move in the hold, but Inosuke would jerk on her chin while squatting, making her arch her back involuntarily. While her back was getting tortured and her head was locked in place, Inosuke slowly shuffled his way towards the ring center, stopping every now and then to jerk on the hold. “AAAACCKK!!! AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!”
Makio clenched her teeth to endure the pain, and it was proving successful. Unfortunately, it would prove to be pointless when Inosuke stopped at the center of the ring and turned so that his captive was facing her teammates.
BOOM!
“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHH!!!!” Suddenly, Inosuke released Makio while falling backwards, slamming her into the canvas with his bodyweight. The kunoichi let out a muffled scream as she landed, her face, breasts, and the rest of her front flaring up in pain as it was crushed under Inosuke’s weight. Her back too was riddled with pain, leaving her weak and discombobulated.
The Beast-Breath user sprang to his feet to continue his attack, dragging the limp Makio up by her hair and turning her around. “Still wanna go, bitch?” Inosuke taunted the woman as she glared back at him with her tired, yet angry eyes.
“F…fuck you….punk!” She muttered in response. Inosuke shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed Makio’s head and lifted her up in the air, crushing it in his grasp. “…..AHH!!……GGGAAHHHHH!!!!” Makio’s whimpers slowly grew into wails as the pressure on her skull increased. The older woman grabbed at her opponent’s hands to try and remove them, but she could barely make them budge. In response, Inosuke applied more pressure, grunting in exertion as he grinned up at Makio.
“NNNGGH……GGGAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!” Makio wailed towards the ceiling once more as her feet weakly fluttered above the ground. Eventually, the splitting headache sapped all the strength out of her, her limbs going limp as Inosuke gradually decreased and increased the pressure on her skull. Noticing her lack of resistance, Inosuke threw her into the nearest corner, getting little more than a low groan out of her.
“Uuuuuhhhh….” Makio slid down the post with her arms hanging over the ropes, her eyes going cross and her head lolling around aimlessly. Her knees nearly buckled due to fatigue, but Inosuke remedied that by kicking her in the stomach.
THUD!
“OOOFFF!!!” Makio was broken out of her stupor as she leaned over to gasp once again. The feral boy then proceeded to drag her head up and unload a plethora of punches into her face.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
“OOOFFF!!! DOOHH!! OOOHHH!!! GAAAHHH!!” Makio’s head was beaten form side to side and knocked back with a variation of punches, making her spray bloody spit across the ring with each blow.
“C’mon, lady!” Inosuke taunted during her beatdown. “Is this really the best you can dOOOOOOOHHH!!!” The slayer screamed as he was smashed in the balls by Suma, who had sneaked through the ropes while he was preoccupied.
“That’s enough, you bad boy!” She growled as she got to her feet to lock him in a Full Nelson and drag him away from Makio.
“Shit!” Inosuke hissed as he flailed around in her grasp. “Let me-” SMACK! “MMMPPHH!!” Inosuke was silenced by a Roundhouse kick to the face, courtesy of Hinatsuru.
“Hold him steady, Suma!” the woman advised as she unleashed a number of kicks to his face, chest, and throat.
THWACK! THWACK! THUD!
“OOOFF!! GAAHH!! AACCKK!!!” Inosuke gasped, grunted, and gagged while being assaulted, struggling to catch his breath.
“Hey!” The girls looked up to see Tanjiro and Zenitsu rushing towards them, making them drop Inosuke to the canvas to confront them.
THWACK!
“MMMMPPPHHH!!!” Hinatsuru rushed towards Zenitsu to kick him in the face, making him backpedal. Suma, meanwhile, locked hands with Tanjiro in a test of strength. They pushed against each other until Suma brought her foot up to smash it against his balls.
“GGAAAHH!!!” Tanjiro wails as the blow forces him to his knees. Suma takes advantage of this by rocking her knee forward into his nose, still holding onto his hands.
THUD!
“MMMMPPPHHH!!!” Tanjiro groaned as his head flew back, eliciting a smirk from the kunoichi. That smirked was wiped away, however, when Tanjiro bounced back with a headbutt right to her crotch.
THWACK!
“OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH~!!!!!!” Suma let out a mighty heave when he made contact, releasing his hands to hold her still tender pussy lips. As she keeled over, Tanjiro got to his feet and knocked Suma off hers with an uppercut.
BAM!
“UUUUHHHNNN!!!!” Suma head was rocked back by the blow to her chin, making her roll her eyes and fall to her back spread-eagled. “Uuuhhh…”
As this was happening, Zenitsu was trying to defend against Hinatsuru’s onslaught of kicks with some success. About half of her kicks were landing, the other half getting blocked. The ninja seemed pleased with her performance until Zenitsu managed to catch her foot by the ankle.
“Oh no!” She gasped as the slayer pulled himself forward to knee her right on her clit, making her let out a shrill scream.
SMACK!
“EEEEEEEEKKKKK!!!!” Hinatsuru froze in pain as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, allowing Zenitsu to grab her other leg and pull it off the ground, making her fall to the canvas roughly.
BOOM!
“GGAAAHHHH!!!” She doesn’t lay on her back for long, as Zenitsu immediately starts swinging her around with her legs under his arms. “WWWOOOOOOAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
THUD!
“AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!” Hinatsuru screams as the back of her head is slammed against her team’s corner post after Zenitsu throws her across the ring. Zenitsu rushes towards the ninja slumped over in her corner but is stopped by another scream.
“GGGAAAAHHHHH!!!” The blonde turns to see Tanjiro getting kicked in the balls again, this time by Makio. He seemed to be making his way towards Zenitsu when the weakened Makio snuck up behind him to attack.
“Tanjiro!” Zenitsu changed course and rushed over to help him. Though still hunched over, Makio managed to take him by surprise by twirling around and kicking him across the head with a backspin kick.
THWACK!
“GAAAHHH!!!” Zenitsu fell on his back and held his head while squirming around in pain.
“Nice try….dumbass!” Makio huffed as she leaned over with her hands on her knees. “Come on girls!” She encouraged her teammates. “We can still win-” Makio stopped herself when she noticed something wrong. Hinatsuru was slumped against her corner, and Suma was knocked out on her back near Tanjiro. Both he and Zenitsu were laying at her feet, but she couldn’t see Inosuke.
“Wait, where’s the-GAAHH!!” Makio was cut off by Inosuke coming from behind to wrap his arms around hers and place them behind her head in a Full Nelson.
“Looking…for me?” Inosuke snarled as he wrenched her back in the hold.
“You…sneaky bastard!” Makio snarled back as she flailed around in his hold, her struggles weakening as her bruised back was flaring up in pain again. “Don’t get too cock-OOOFFF!!!” Makio heaved as she was punched in the gut by Zenitsu, who had slinked over towards the two fighters while they were distracted.
“You good, Zenitsu?” Inosuke asked as he looked down at his teammate. The boy pushed himself to his feet while rubbing the side of his head hit by Makio’s heel. He then locked eyes with the coughing Makio, glaring at her coldly.
“Hold her still…” Zenitsu demanded as he stood up straight to start boxing Makio’s restrained body.
SMACK! SMACK! THWACK!
“OOOFFF!!! OOOHHH!! DDOOHH!!” Zenitsu battered her belly, chest, and face with his fists, making the kunoichi groan with each blow. As she was taking her beating, Tanjiro slowly got to his feet to caress his bruised balls. As he was wincing, he noticed Hinatsuru walking along the ring’s perimeter with the support of the ropes, seemingly ready to jump in to help her friend.
“L…let…her….go!” Hinatsuru demanded as she rushed off the ropes towards Inosuke and Zenitsu. Unfortunately, she was intercepted by Tanjiro sprinting forward and tackling her to the ground.
THUD!
“OOOFFFF!!!” The woman heaved as she fell to the canvas with Tanjiro on top of her. Hinatsuru immediately tried to fight back by firing a few punches into the side of his head. “Let! Me! Go!” She demanded to no avail, as Tanjiro lifted her up with his arms around her waist again.
“If-OOFF! You-DOOHH!! Insist-GAAHH!!” Tanjiro managed to grunt out as he fell to one knee, dropping Hinatsuru across his other knee crotch first.
“OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH~!!!!” Hinatsuru froze up as her pussy was hammered by Tanjiro’s knee, the pain so bad that she nearly passed out before Tanjiro let her fall back to the floor. “Uuuuhhh….”
As Zenitsu continued to beat on Makio, Suma came to her senses and pushed herself up, witnessing the torture she was going through. She forced herself up to her feet as she winced in pain, mustering up the strength to shout.
“H…hey!” She yelled to get the boys’ attention, hobbling over towards them. “Get…away from her!” Suma managed to break out into a run. Zenitsu turned to face her but was surprised by Makio’s prone body getting thrown towards him.
“What the!?” he exclaimed as the boar boy rushed forward to Clothesline Suma across her chest.
“DDOOOOOHHH!!!” She huffed as Inosuke knocked her back to the floor, crushing her breasts in the process.
“You can deal with her, right?” Inosuke asked the blonde before turning back to Suma, not waiting for an answer. Instead, he fell to his side to elbow drop her right on her stomach.
THUD!
“OOOOOFFFFF!!!” As Inosuke began to fight his new opponent, Zenitsu rolled his eyes and propped Makio up with an arm around her waist.
“That guy just does what her pleases…” He grumbled.
“Uuuuhhh….OOOOHHH!!!” Makio’s moan in response was interrupted by her grunting from Zenitsu’s punch to her stomach, resuming her beating.
While that was going on, Tanjiro had Hinatsuru trapped in a Reverse Headlock, keeping her in place as he kneed her in her breasts.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“OOOOFFF!! DOOOHHH!!! OOOOFFFFF!!!” The woman groaned but put up no further fight, her arms hanging limply as he pounded on her. When he grew tired of that, Tanjiro lifted her up by the shoulders and held her upright, her head hanging limply as her eyes glazed over.
“Come now, Ms. Hinatsuru, enough is enough!” He pleaded. “Please, just submit already!” The ninja women focused her eyes on the boy before letting them drift to the fights behind him.
Zenitsu had Makio over his shoulders, pushing down on her throat and her leg in a Torture Rack. “AAACCKK!!” the woman in question was gaging with her tongue hanging out as she tried in vain to reach for the ropes that were merely inches away from her fingertips.
Suma, meanwhile, was trapped in a Bow and Arrow hold over Inosuke’s knees, the wild boy pulling on her crossed ankles and her throat, like Zenitsu. “GGGAAAAHHHH!!!!” similar to Makio, Suma was flailing her arms around to try and reach the ropes that were too far from her position.
Despite seeing her teammates struggle, she didn’t want to let them down by surrendering. So she looked at Tanjiro defiantly and muttered: “Do….your worst….boy”.
The young slayer sighed in disappointment. “So be it….KIYAH!”
THWACK!
“AAAAHHH~!!!” Tanjiro had rocked his head forward to bash it against Hinatsuru’s, knocking it back and leaving her even more disoriented. Swiftly, Tanjiro threw the kunoichi behind him to the floor, leaving her moaning and spread eagled. “Uuuuhhhh….” As she lay there, Tanjiro quickly climbed the ropes and turned to jump off them, landing on top of her in a Frog Splash.
BOOM!
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!” Tanjiro crushed her under his bodyweight, leaving her so disheveled that her dress was now revealing her bruised and beaten boobs. Giving her no time to rest, Tanjiro then turned her over to sit on her back and pull on her chin in a Camel Clutch.
“Uuuuhhhhnnn!!!” Hinatsuru groaned as her head was wrenched backwards, forcing her to look at the ceiling while her back was contorted. She was held in that position for a few minutes before Tanjiro released her to place her arms over his knees. After her head lurched forward, she lifted it up to bear witness to her teammates getting violated by the other boys, various speedos and loincloths strewn about the ring.
Zenitsu had both arms wrapped around Makio’s back and her head trapped under one arm, the ninja forced to wrap her legs around his midsection to stay upright in her folded position. In this position, Zenitsu was clearly fucking her, thrusting his hips as he bounced the restrained woman on his cock.
“AAHH~!! AAHH~!! AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH~!!” Makio’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and her tongue was hanging out as she was fucked silly, the young man’s flat ass clenching tightly as he shuddered from the pleasure of her slippery insides.
At the same time, Inosuke had Suma in a Bearhug, trapping her arms at her sides while his dick visibly thrusted into her pussy from below. The slayer bounced her on his cock with glee, the ninja throwing her head back to moan towards the sky.
“N….NNNOOOOOOOO~!!!!” Suma wailed as she clenched her teeth in frustration, trying to ignore the feeling of pleasure stirring through her loins. The drool trailing down her chin was a good indication, however, that she was losing that fight as well.
“G…girls…” Hinatsuru groaned with worry Tanjiro dragged her back with an arm around her throat, putting her in a Camel Clutch-Chokehold combo. “AACCCKK!!” Hinatsuru gagged with her tongue hanging out, her back pain screaming anew. This gave her a front row seat to her teammates getting finished off.
“GGGGOOOOODDDDD~!!!!!” Makio screamed erotically as Zenitsu ejaculated in her, cum dripping from their crotches as they tensed up, the blonde boy letting out a low groan of his own as it occurred.
“C…. CUMMMMMIIIINNNNGGG~!!!!” Suma wailed herself as she threw her head back even further, eventually going limp from her opponent filling her up with sperm. As he finished inside her, Inosuke jerked on the hold a few times, all while giving a groan of satisfaction.
After witnessing this, Hinatsuru desperately flailed around in Tanjiro’s hold, trying to gain enough purchase to turn him over.
“Just submit, already!” Tanjiro asked with even more desperation, and possibly a hint of embarrassment, as his face went red from the erotic display he just witnessed.
“N…never! ACK!” Hinatsuru snapped back in between gags. Tanjiro flared his nostrils in frustration, reaching backwards to put his hand under her dress in response. “Wh….what are you…?”
“You leave me no choice, Ms. Hinatsuru!” Tanjiro declared as he pulled her loincloth down and ripped it off. Next, he maneuvered her off his knees and kneeled over to pull his speedo down, all while keeping one arm around her throat.
“No!!…..ACCCKKK!!!….Don’t!” Hinatsuru begged as she flailed her arms around, reaching behind her to push at Tanjiro’s face. The young man was undeterred, managing to get his speedo down to and hanging off his ankle to free his erection. He then pressed his body against hers to angle his penis against her crotch.
“No…..no, no, no, no, NNNNOOOOOOOOOO~!!!” Her last ‘no’ was punctuated by Tanjiro finally entering her, thrusting his dick into her folds from behind as he lips stayed stuck in an ‘o’ shape. “Oooh~! Oooh~! Oooooooooohhhhhh….~! OOOOOOOOOOHHHH~!!!!!” She continued to moan with each thrust of his hips, her grip on the arm around her neck slowly loosening as she gave in to ecstasy.
“Hey, Tanjiro!” Hina looked up to see Zenitsu and Inosuke approaching them, their limp and leaking dicks slowly hardening at the sight before them. “Can…can we join in…?”
As she was getting fucked, Hinatsuru looked at her teammates’ sorry states. Makio was splayed over the ropes, her naked breasts jutting into the air as she was folded like laundry over a clothes wire, white and goopy semen running from her naked crotch and down her stocking covered leg. Suma was a few feet away, near a corner post. She was on the floor, spreadeagled as a puddle of cum formed at her crotch, the whites of her eyes visible and her tongue hanging out in a pool of saliva.
“If…it makes her quit!” Tanjiro answered his friend in between grunts, barely able to resist the feel of her wet and tightening pussy. Inosuke pumped a fist up in excitement as Tanjiro leaned backwards with Hinatsuru in tow, wrapping his arm around her tighter.
“AAACCCKKK!!!” The kunoichi gasped as she was pulled up, desperately trying to pry the arm off her. She didn’t have that luxury, however, as Inosuke immediately pushed his cock in between her lips. “MMMMPPPHHH!!??” She gave out a muffled and surprised grunt, as the boar boy groaned with pleasure.
“Damn, that feels good!” He whispered. He eventually forced his way down her throat, making Hinatsuru gag and push against his hip with one hand while pulling at Tanjiro’s arm with the other.
“AAAACCCKKK!! GLUB! GLUG!” She couldn’t resist swallowing his length as he proceeded to thrust in and out of her mouth repeatedly. At the same time, Zenitsu had started to rub his cock all over her exposed breasts.
“Oh, shit!” He hissed as he rubbed his cock every which way. Up and down, back and forth, across her (erect) nipples, on top of her cleavage, under her cleavage, in between, no spot was left untouched. As this was happening, Tanjiro was still thrusting into her pussy from below, loosening his chokehold enough that she didn’t pass out from Inosuke’s girth filling her throat, but enough to keep her in place.
“MMmmmmmm…….~” Hinatsuru slowly lost her will to fight, letting her arms fall to the floor as the boys continued to have their way with her. Inosuke continued to throat fuck her, Zenitsu continued to pleasure himself with her breasts, and Tanjiro continued to bounce her on his dick. Her face slowly turned red from all the exertion and the lack of oxygen, until eventually, the boys had reached their limit.
“Oh, God/Oh, Shit!/Ooohhh….fuck!” Tanjiro/Inosuke/and Zenitsu each exclaimed respectively as they ejaculated. Tanjiro filled her up from below, Inosuke came down her throat, and Zenitsu showered her in semen.
“MMMMMM!!!~ GULP! GULP! GULP!” Hinatsuru moaned from all the overstimulation, her womb getting filled to the brim as she desperately tried to swallow the other source of cum. She barely registered the fact that her chest and midsection were painted white, her mind going delirious from all the choking.
“…Acckk!….Uhhhh…” Hinatsuru let out a cough and a moan as Inosuke exited her mouth, allowing her to meekly utter the words: “Give….up…..”.
As the bell rang, Inosuke and Zenitsu backed up with a cheer, allowing Tanjiro to let Hinatsuru fall to the canvas face first. After Tanjiro exited his opponent, he leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Sorry, Ms. Hinatsuru,” He whispered apologetically. “But now, we’re even”.
“Uuuhhh….” Hinatsuru moaned into the canvas in response. With that settled, he stepped over her cum-soaked (and filled) body to join his friends in the ring center as they high fived and patted each other on the backs.
“Ladies and Gentlemen!” The announcer called out. “Your winners of today’s match: The New Slayers!” The boy pumped their fists into the air and waved at the crowd as they towered over their beaten opponents strewn about the ring.